748Vpon agreement from vs to his liking,

749Will vndertake to woo curst Katherine,

750Yea, and to marrie her, if her dowrie please.

751Gre. So said, so done, is well:

752Hortensio, haue you told him all her faults?

753Petr. I know she is an irkesome brawling scold:

754If that be all Masters, I heare no harme.

755Gre. No, sayst me so, friend? What Countreyman?

756Petr. Borne in Verona, old Butonios sonne:

757My father dead, my fortune liues for me,

758And I do hope, good dayes and long, to see.

759Gre. Oh sir, such a life with such a wife, were strange:

760But if you haue a stomacke, too't a Gods name,

761You shal haue me assisting you in all.

762But will you woo this Wilde-cat?

763Petr. Will I liue?

764Gru. Wil he woo her? I: or Ile hang her.

765Petr. Why came I hither, but to that intent?

766Thinke you, a little dinne can daunt mine eares?

767Haue I not in my time heard Lions rore?

768Haue I not heard the sea, puft vp with windes,

769Rage like an angry Boare, chafed with sweat?

770Haue I not heard great Ordnance in the field?

771And heauens Artillerie thunder in the skies?

772Haue I not in a pitched battell heard

773Loud larums, neighing steeds, & trumpets clangue?

774And do you tell me of a womans tongue?

775That giues not halfe so great a blow to heare,

776As wil a Chesse-nut in a Farmers fire.

777Tush, tush, feare boyes with bugs.

778Gru. For he feares none.

779Grem. Hortensio hearke:

780This Gentleman is happily arriu'd,

781My minde presumes for his owne good, and yours.

782Hor. I promist we would be Contributors,

783And beare his charge of wooing whatsoere.

784Gremio. And so we wil, prouided that he win her.

785Gru. I would I were as sure of a good dinner.

787Tra. Gentlemen God saue you. If I may be bold

788Tell me I beseech you, which is the readiest way

789To the house of Signior Baptista Minola?

790Bion. He that ha's the two faire daughters: ist he you

791meane?

792Tra. Euen he Biondello.

793Gre. Hearke you sir, you meane not her to---

794Tra. Perhaps him and her sir, what haue you to do?

795Petr. Not her that chides sir, at any hand I pray.

796Tranio. I loue no chiders sir: Biondello, let's away.

797Luc Well begun Tranio.

798Hor. Sir, a word ere you go:

799Are you a sutor to the Maid you talke of, yea or no?

800Tra. And if I be sir, is it any offence?

801Gremio.No: if without more words you will get you

802hence.

803Tra. Why sir, I pray are not the streets as free

804For me, as for you?

805Gre. But so is not she.

806Tra. For what reason I beseech you.

807Gre. For this reason if you'l kno,

808That she's the choise loue of Signior Gremio.

809Hor. That she's the chosen of signior Hortensio.

810Tra. Softly my Masters: If you be Gentlemen

811Do me this right: heare me with patience.

812Baptista is a noble Gentleman,

813To whom my Father is not all vnknowne,

814And were his daughter fairer then she is,

815She may more sutors haue, and me for one.

816Faire Laedaes daughter had a thousand wooers,

817Then well one more may faire Bianca haue;

818And so she shall: Lucentio shal make one,

819Though Paris came, in hope to speed alone.

820Gre. What, this Gentleman will out-talke vs all.

821Luc. Sir giue him head, I know hee'l proue a Iade.

822Petr. Hortensio, to what end are all these words?

823Hor. Sir, let me be so bold as aske you,

824Did you yet euer see Baptistas daughter?

825Tra. No sir, but heare I do that he hath two:

826The one, as famous for a scolding tongue,

827As is the other, for beauteous modestie.

828Petr. Sir, sir, the first's for me, let her go by.

829Gre. Yea, leaue that labour to great Hercules,

830And let it be more then Alcides twelue.

831Petr. Sir vnderstand you this of me (insooth)

832The yongest daughter whom you hearken for,

833Her father keepes from all accesse of sutors,

834And will not promise her to any man,

835Vntill the elder sister first be wed.

836The yonger then is free, and not before.

837Tranio. If it be so sir, that you are the man

838Must steed vs all, and me amongst the rest:

839And if you breake the ice, and do this seeke,

840Atchieue the elder: set the yonger free,

841For our accesse, whose hap shall be to haue her,

842Wil not so gracelesse be, to be ingrate.

843Hor. Sir you say wel, and wel you do conceiue,

844And since you do professe to be a sutor,

845You must as we do, gratifie this Gentleman,

846To whom we all rest generally beholding.

847Tranio. Sir, I shal not be slacke, in signe whereof,

848Please ye we may contriue this afternoone,

849And quaffe carowses to our Mistresse health,

850And do as aduersaries do in law,

851Striue mightily, but eate and drinke as friends.

852Gru.Bion.Oh excellent motion: fellowes let's be gon.

853Hor. The motions good indeed, and be it so,

854Petruchio, I shal be your Been venuto. Exeunt.

856Bian.Good sister wrong me not, nor wrong your self,

857To make a bondmaide and a slaue of mee,

858That I disdaine: but for these other goods,

859Vnbinde my hands, Ile pull them off my selfe,

860Yea all my raiment, to my petticoate,

861Or what you will command me, wil I do,

862So well I know my dutie to my elders.

863Kate. Of all thy sutors heere I charge tel

864Whom thou lou'st best: see thou dissemble not.

865Bianca. Beleeue me sister, of all the men aliue,

866I neuer yet beheld that speciall face,

867Which I could fancie, more then any other.

868Kate. Minion thou lyest: Is't not Hortensio?

869Bian. If you affect him sister, heere I sweare

870Ile pleade for you my selfe, but you shal haue him.

871Kate. Oh then belike you fancie riches more,

872You wil haue Gremio to keepe you faire.

873Bian. Is it for him you do enuie me so?

874Nay then you iest, and now I wel perceiue

875You haue but iested with me all this while:

876I prethee sister Kate, vntie my hands.

877Ka. If that be iest, then all the rest was so. Strikes her